Roar!
Vulkan's roar exploded over the ruins of Colchis, like ten thousand thunderclaps striking at once, making the earth tremble.
Lorgar's casual mockery was the sharpest of thorns, driven deep into what remained of Chaos Vulkan's will.
He could no longer suppress the power surging madly within him.
His corrupted flesh swelled, tore, and reformed in an instant. Muscle fibers snapped inch by inch, then reconnected in grotesque configurations. Bones broke within his body and multiplied. Countless fissures burst across his skin, densely packed scales forcing their way out.
A thick tail grew savagely from his tailbone, overturning the shattered walls around him, while dragon armor as hard as iron encased his shoulders, ribs, and chest.
Within a few short breaths, Vulkan transformed from a figure barely retaining human form into a dragon.
His enormous body stretched beneath the skies of Colchis, blotting out the sun.
He resembled a moving mountain range, spanning dozens of kilometers from head to tail. Seven hideous heads swayed slowly on long necks, each burning with a different shade of plaguefire.
Collapsed fortresses, shattered towers, and halls that had once welcomed pilgrims were little more than children's toys beneath him.
Looking at that colossal creature, Lorgar finally showed an excited smile. His previously unruffled calm broke at last.
Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!
The Seven-Headed Dragon roared from all seven mouths at once. The overlapping waves of sound surged into the heavens, shaking the ground of Colchis as though it were overturning.
He gave Lorgar no chance to catch his breath. All seven heads unleashed the Corrupt Dragon Breath accumulated deep within their throats.
Green flames flooded the sky, surging toward Lorgar like a tsunami. Countless plague spores and venomous psychic energy that corroded everything filled the inferno. Wherever it passed, the air